Jackson's Epilogue

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  Saying I didn't take the news well is a huge understatement. I know she wouldn't be proud of me if she were here, but she wouldn't be Mary. She would help me get better. Get better from drinking, smoking, gambling. I fell into a horrible habit, but once I was given news about my inheritance, I figured out how much I needed to pay off, and set the rest aside.

   When I get better, I'm going to go visit Mom's grave and talk to her about it. Even though she never really interacted with me, she was more connected with my sisters, but Dad did his best. He promised me the day I got adopted he wouldn't leave until I was okay, so that was nice. I... *insert coughing here* I don't think I'm going to turn out too good. I've been having chest pains and coughing fits for nearing a year now, and there's a new lump on my chest. I'm going to the doctor to see what it is.

   Update, I have stage three lung cancer. I've got a little bit, but not that long. The tumor is too large for them to remove without having to severely damage another part of my body. It would take too long to get enough matching organ donors so the doctors have wished me luck and told me to live it up. I feel bad about having to tell everyone that another family member is going to die so soon. Winter'll kill me before the cancer does if she finds out before she's supposed to.

    I'll break the news and find out whether it blows up. I think Nicole's gonna tell y'all bout that. I don't have that much time left, I have to go home. At least I traveled the world, right? I'm going back before I become permanently hospitalized and putting up a plaque for Mom at every house I've built in the woods, the wide open, anywhere. That's my life now, so yeah.... bye.

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